It has been more than a month since the father and son inexplicably dreamed of their previous lives.

After waking up that day, the father and son looked at each other, but they quickly found a familiar feeling from each other's expressions and eyes.

Not only is the expression and eyes familiar, but also the appearance, which is not much different from the previous life.

In his previous life, Yan Yonglou was the first emperor in a secluded world. He consciously deceived the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors. He called himself the First Emperor and unified the six kingdoms. It's a pity that he didn't know what happened after his death, and now he suddenly awakened the memory of being an emperor, but found that he was on the way to the imperial examination in this life, and his mood was complicated and indescribable.

On the other hand, Ling Wei looked at his father with joy, sadness and anger, and couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, why did you die?"

First Emperor: ......

The widow died so suddenly, how could there be time for you to die?

Besides, you are the heir chosen by the widow. After the widow dies, the whole world of Qin will be handed over to you. Is the widow free? What are you doing to die?

It's not your turn to be buried with you.

After all, the widow has so many hands to do.

Of course, at this time, His Majesty the First Emperor did not know that some of his figures had already faded.

However, looking at his son with sadness and anger, and having the joy of seeing his father again, Shi Huang was speechless for a while, and was silent for a while. Seeing his son's grief and anger was getting worse, he had to say: "What death? You carefully and widow... ....Tell me about it. Also, you and I, what's going on now?"

Ling Wei: ? ? ?

He received an imperial decree in Shangjun in his previous life. The imperial decree listed the sins of him and the great general Meng Tian, ​​and ordered them to commit suicide. One by one, he told His Majesty the First Emperor.

Even though the father in this life is dignified and has high requirements for him, he is still a good father who cares about his son, but now facing His Majesty in memory, Ling Wei still dare not continue to be presumptuous. Having said the most real cry from the bottom of his heart before his death in his previous life, Ling Wei is still in awe when he brings up the past.

His Majesty the First Emperor sneered at his son's statement: "So, you really committed suicide after receiving the imperial edict? Even if Meng Tian persuades you that the imperial edict may be a trick to ask you to ask again, you won't listen? You are so sure that the widow is so cruel that he doesn't even care about the relationship between father and son, and he wants to personally kill himself as the heir, the eldest son who has been cultivated for 30 years? You never thought about it, what if it was a prejudice?"

"In front of Your Majesty, who would dare to issue an imperial edict?" Ling Wei lost his voice.

His Majesty the First Emperor looked like a torch, and Ling Wei, who was approaching him, bowed his head again: "What if I am dead? If I am dead, someone will dare!"

"Your Majesty!" Ling Wei was heartbroken.

To him, His Majesty is more than just his father!

That is him, and the god of the whole Daqin.

Who would have thought that God would die?

The first emperor's sharp eyes showed disappointment: "The widow has indeed collapsed. Before Bintian, I only had time to send you an edict, asking you to return to Xianyang to preside over the widow's funeral and ascend the throne! As a result, you are now asking the widow, why do you want to give the widow to you? Damn you! Win Fusu! You never understand why the widow sent you to the county! If you understand a little, you will never seek your own death! If you don't seek your own death, and you have the most tax-efficient army in Daqin, who would dare to let you die?"

"Before you died, did you ever think about it, if it was a coercion, it would mean that the widow would be unpredictable, and if the widow had an accident, you would also die, what would happen to Daqin?! Now you tell the widow, the widow Daqin, how is it? That is We Qin people have worked hard for generations to lay down the country, how many Da Qin Erlang forged Da Qin with the blood of his life! If one of you dies, what will happen to Da Qin? You tell the widow, except you, who can inherit Da Qin? Who can protect Da Qin's foundation! "

Ling Wei: ......

Ling Wei was frightened and startled at the moment, he didn't dare to think about the consequences of his father's questioning.

However, if time went back, he would probably have made the same choice.

His Majesty is not only his father, but also a god in his heart. He ordered him to die, and he had absolutely no idea of ​​resistance.

No, it can't be said that there is no idea of ​​resistance, but he knows that His Majesty has always been disappointed in him, and at that time, he was sent to Shangjun under His Majesty's anger.

The moment he received the imperial edict, his disappointment and anger had overwhelmed his reason, so he asked Meng Tian, ​​"If the father orders his son to commit suicide, what else should he ask for?"

He was just disappointed by his father's disappointment of himself, and also by his disappointment as a son to his father.

For a son, no matter what outsiders say about his fortitude, bravery, generosity and foresight, but he cannot make his father, the master of the Qin Empire, satisfied with his son, then he will live as a son or as a successor of the empire. Life is a complete failure.

However, he couldn't tell his father about this. Even if the past life is a thing of the past, this life is still unspeakable.

His Majesty the First Emperor saw his son bow his head deeply and burst into tears. If he was the First Emperor in his previous life, then Ying Fusu with tears would only make him furious.

At this time, he thought that his son was killed by a traitor at a young age. Although he was extremely disappointed, he was also extremely heartbroken.

My great Qin.

It must be Zhao Gao's poor slave who is supposed to dismember the corpse!

However, no matter how angry you are now, it is of no use.

This is not his Da Qin.

The First Emperor took a deep breath: "Forget it, you and my father and son are now..."

The widow is no longer the master of the Great Qin Empire, and you, my son, are no longer the first son of the Great Qin.

Ling Wei heard his father's unfinished words, and his heart ached. His father, the emperor, was no longer the master of the empire, but now he is just a person.

That is the first emperor.

It is the god of all Daqin people! Who has seen that God is only inferior to man?

The first emperor understood his son's expression and snorted coldly: "The widow went back to Daqin from Zhao State, and became the master of Daqin from the son of the first son of Daqin. What adversity has never been encountered? These are not what you should think about."

"Your Majesty..." Ling Wei burst into tears again.

What the First Emperor said to his son was not a lie.

Born in Zhao State, abandoned by his father and held hostage, his mother came from a humble background, and both mother and son lived in Zhao State with humiliation and burden, and could not see tomorrow. After finally returning to Zhao State, but because of his mother's disfavor, he was trembling. When he succeeded to the throne at the age of thirteen, it was even more difficult. However, he was still able to quell the rebellion of Pingxin Houyi, get rid of the powerful minister Lu Buwei, take over the power, and reuse Li Si and Wang Jian. In just eleven years, he unified the six countries and conquered hundreds of southern regions. Yue, attacked the mother of Hun in the north, built the Great Wall, repaired the Lingqu canal, and achieved the foundation of Daqin.

He is a strong man who came out of the Jedi and is the first emperor of heaven and earth.

How can you feel that you can't live because of your current status?

He even doubted whether the current encounter between him and his son had something to do with the longevity he was looking for.

Thinking of this, His Majesty Shi Huang had some inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Forget it, since it comes, let it be. It's better to live another life than to die once, isn't it?

Zulong's heart is so powerful. (first update)

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